While walking to the movies, we once again, passed my house, and I looked at it for a second, but then refused to think about it any longer. There was no use in me beating myself up, because Sam was going to stop me from doing so anyhow, or at least she would try. Once we were past it, I stuck my head back up, and looked at the street ahead, and saw my school far up ahead, and then a lot of houses lining the streets. There weren't very big backyards in the city, which was the only thing I hated about where I lived, that and the fact that everyone hated me. I wished I had a huge yard all the time, but all I had was a park to hang out at, that was crowded all the time anyway.
Upon arriving to the movies, I didn't think of it before, but I didn't even know what movies were at the theatre. Sam, Tucker and I hadn't been to the theaters in a long time, since we were usually busy fighting ghosts, and doing other things far more important.
"Which one do you want to see?" Sam asked me, which meant she didn't have a clue either. She wasn't the type that cared that much either, if you said you wanted to watch a movie, she would just watch it, and if she didn't like it, you were to get all the blame for it being a bad movie. I usually didn't pick out the movies though, Tucker often did.
"I don't know, it is up to you," I shrugged, also normally not caring what we saw, just as long as it didn't seem like something I was going to totally hate.
"What about A lot like Love?" Sam asked me, after she had looked at them for a while.
"Sure, why not," I agreed, even though I had never even heard of it before. Sam went up and paid for the tickets, and we just went straight to the theater, because we never ate anything while watching the movie, like Tucker did. He would often have to get up in the middle of the movie to get refills on popcorn and his drink.
Sam and I sat down, and there were only a couple of other people in the theater, but we sat in the back where we wouldn't be seen, like we always did. Of course, the boring commercials before the movie previews were on right now, so Sam and I just sat there doing nothing.
"So… you wanna talk?" Sam asked me, and I turned to her and shrugged.
"I take that as a no? You know Danny, just keeping everything inside, isn't going to help. Besides, acting all mopey isn't going to get you anywhere. I know, I would be sad if my parents died too, but please don't make this hard for me too. I want to help you Danny, but I don't know how I can."
"I'm sorry Sam; I just don't want to talk right now. I need to think about things for a while," I admitted, and Sam just gave me a worried look, but then turned toward the screen. She knew that right now wasn't the best time to talk about things and she should wait a while, but she was going to try anyway. I knew she was trying to help, and she was right, I was being difficult, but I couldn't help it. She wasn't going to get mad at me for it; all she was doing now was trying to ignore it.
"I'm sorry Sam," I told her, and she turned back to look at me, and she just leaned over the seat and hugged me, "There is nothing to be sorry for Danny, I should be the one saying sorry, I shouldn't be trying to get you to talk about it, when it just happened yesterday."
I smiled at her, and then the lights in the room dimmed, which meant the movie was going to start soon. Of course, they had pre-views for other movies first, and all that stuff, and then the movie came on. We sat there in silence throughout most of the movie, but the movie kinda reminded me of Sam and I. It seemed so much like us, how they were friends, and then fell in love and all that stuff at least, since I knew I loved her, and she loved me.
"You know Sam, this is kind of like us," I said, deciding to bring it up.
"I know, I was thinking the same thing," she admitted.
Then, we must have both realized that we pretty much just told each other that we loved each other, and she blushed, and I could feel myself blush too.
"Well, I guess that was an easy way to tell each other," I laughed, and she too laughed. I actually felt happy at that moment, and things couldn't have gotten any better... or could they?
"Hey Danny… I know we just now told each other and all…" Sam said, and then she leaned over, and our lips met, and we passionately kissed. We had to pull away though, because we had been kissing for a while, and my lungs were screaming for air, and Sam and I just smiled at each other. Ok, things could get better I guess! We turned back to the movie, but I couldn't concentrate on anything but what had just occurred. I was so happy, yet it seemed kind of strange in a way.
When the movie was over, Sam and I walked out of the theatre, holding hands. I felt happy for the first time in the past few depressing days.
"Danny, you are so happy," Sam exclaimed, and she blushed.
"Yeah, I know. All thanks to you," I said, squeezing her hand tighter, and she squeezed mine back. This moment couldn't get any better, but of course… it could get worse…
A car pulled up beside us, and I recognized Jazz sitting in the car, and she waved me over in her direction.
"Danny, get in, Sam you can hop in too," She said, with a little bit of a worried look on her face.
"What's going on?" I asked her impatiently, and Sam just got in the car with me, and we both sat in the backseat, and Jazz started to drive again.
"We will be moving into our new home, in a week, with our new guardian."
"Oh...who?" I asked, a little upset, since after all, I was actually happy with Sam.
"Well… It has been decided for us going to Vlad Masters," She said, looking a little worried, but a little happy. I jumped up from my seat, and hollered, "VLAD? No, I refuse!"
"Danny, it isn't that bad. Yeah, he is a little weird and all with mom, but that doesn't mean he isn't a nice guy."
"Jazz, I can't live with him, there is no way in the whole world will I ever be living with him! Isn't there an aunt, uncle, grandma, anything?"
"Danny, I'm sorry, but it was decided. Dad still thought Vlad liked him, and Vlad was considered as one of our guardians."
"No… it isn't possible…"
"Jazz, Danny can live with me," Sam said, knowing that Vlad would harm me, and it wasn't the best place in the world for me.
"I'm sorry Sam, but we have to go there, we have no choice," she sighed, sensing that something about him, I didn't like.
"Jazz, I will even tell you why I don't want to live with him if you won't make me go!"
"No matter what you say, we are both stuck there until I am eighteen, then I can rightfully take you into my possession. Until then though, we both have to live with him."
"Jazz, please! There has to be something else?"
"Danny, sit back down, there isn't anything I can do about it. Vlad isn't that bad of a guy, I promise you."
"Yeah, you wish you could promise me that," I said softly, and folded my arms across my chest. Sam looked worried for me, and she stuck a hand on my shoulder and whispered, "I promise you, everything will be all right."
I looked at her, and forced a smile on my face, but both of us knew, nothing was going to be Ok, and nothing was going to get me out of it, unless I was to run away from home, but I couldn't do that, because I needed to stand up to my fears, and try to prove that maybe everything would be Ok. Besides, If Jazz is around, Vlad can't do anything to me, right?
Ok, please R&R! I did this in D.S today in school… heehee, I wasn't as bored at least today!
